Starting from the Abandoned Disciple in Laoshan

Chapter 94
Guichenzi kept the scene of the bamboo house, and then went to see Yuguanzi, the head of the Law Enforcement Hall.

After Yuguanzi heard what had happened, he asked Guichenzi to take him to the bamboo house. He was calm about the death of Bai Rujing and Kun Dao, walked to the edge of the table next to him, and slapped him lightly.

"Guichenzi, come and take a look at this table."

"promise."

Gui Chenzi stepped forward and saw that the table was the same as before, the texture was still the same.I just wanted to say that the disciple is dull and can't see anything.

Suddenly, with a move in his heart, he tapped on the table lightly.

But it can be seen that the table turned into dust like weathering and piled up on the ground.

"It turns out that the first seat can also use the Taoist cotton palm, and its skill has reached the limit."

Only then did Guichenzi know that with just a light swipe from Yuguanzi, the palm of the Taoist palm fell on the table, turning the internal force of the table into dust, and the surface was not visible.

These methods are so bizarre that it makes people feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

Fortunately, the first one is the first one of their Longhu Mountain.

Yuguanzi shook his head, "Do you see that this is just my palm strength?"

Gui Chenzi was startled, and looked carefully at the dust and sand on the ground, only to realize that the dust and sand on the ground had split into two halves.Half of the dust is fine and almost the same size; the other half is a little rougher, so it's hard to find if you don't look carefully.

Gui Chenzi said cautiously: "First seat, it turns out that this person has left a palm of his hand on the table."

It's hard for him to say which part of the dust belongs to the chief and which part belongs to the murderer.

Yuguanzi said indifferently: "You don't have to dare to say that the dust and sand of the same size are left by him, and the rough ones are left by me. This man is really pure and pure, and he is still above me. And he is full of Taoist profound arts. He practiced it since he was a child, so of course it is better than me becoming a monk halfway through. Moreover, he left such a provocation, which shows that he is a young man, otherwise he would not be so arrogant."

Gui Chenzi echoed: "Chief, this is my disciple's poor eyesight, and he didn't see the way. It's just that no matter how powerful this person is, he can't escape the eyes of the chief."

Yuguanzi was noncommittal, and then looked at the corpse of the Changbai Bakou, neither surprised nor angry, with a calm and indifferent expression, and finally gave birth to something strange, "Such a powerful horizontal kung fu."

He paced back and forth, never taking his eyes off Changbai Bakou's corpse, and whispered:

"Is there the Thunderbolt Sword Art?"

"He should be using his hand as a knife." Yuguanzi made a virtual slash with his hand knife.

"The last is the sword finger." He stretched out a finger with murderous intent.

"The mystery of the Dao of Thunder cannot be captured by the Thunderbolt Sword Art." He sighed again in a low voice.

Yuguanzi poked the ground with his last finger, leaving a deep hole, but he couldn't help shaking his head: "It's more than strong, but not flexible enough. Is there any horizontal training method in the world that is comparable to the indestructible magic of King Kong?"

"Laoshan's Giant Spirit Mysterious Art is far from being so flexible."

"Avi Hell Dao? It's possible, but Abi Hell Dao would be a bit reluctant to kill in such a leisurely way."

Yuguanzi sighed, "Adhering to the old method in the new era, being able to cultivate to such an extent is like swimming upstream against a thousand-foot waterfall. It really complies with the sentence - 'go forward to become an adult, reverse to become an immortal' .”

"His supernatural powers are really so powerful, as the chief seat said?"

Guichenzi felt a bit of coolness behind his back, when he thought of such a powerful person hiding in Longhu Mountain, and he was definitely not a kind person, he felt quite uneasy.

Yuguanzi smiled suddenly: "You don't have to be nervous, even if he has practiced great supernatural powers, this place is also Longhu Mountain. Before Luo Tian's great sacrifice, the old master will definitely leave the customs, so what troubles will there be?"

He patted Gui Chenzi on the back, "It is true that this matter was done by two old guys from Shangqing Palace on Laoshan Mountain. Your judgment is correct. After you go back, you write a stern letter and send it to Laoshan Mountain. Qing Palace. That's the end of the matter."

"promise."

Then Yuguanzi left.

Gui Chenzi was about to write a letter of condemnation, but when he thought of the other party's various supernatural powers, and if it was the person he guessed, and he was hiding in the mountains, the pressure in his heart was like being in mountains and rivers, and his breathing was not smooth.

For thousands of years, Longhu Mountain has been the most righteous path.

Why can't they produce any talents in their generation?
Thinking of the person he guessed and Su Zimo, the chief commander of the magic town in Shendu City, in Laoshan, he couldn't help feeling that Laoshan was full of vigor.

"Fortunately, he has been expelled from Laoshan, otherwise I, Longhushan, may be overwhelmed by Laoshan in the new era."

Although there are rumors in Longhu Mountain that the true descendant of Longhu Mountain will be born in this Luotian Dajiao, but what is heard is not true, seeing is believing.

Gui Chenzi saw the methods left behind by the other party with his own eyes, and listened to Yuguanzi's analysis, so he was not guilty.

He couldn't help but feel demons suddenly arose.

Gui Chenzi reacted, the Spirit Turtle Art in his body was running, and for a while, his Taoist heart was like a sea of ​​waves, and soon returned to calm.

After receiving the power, there was no more uneasiness before, and his expression was calm and calm, like a thousand-year-old tortoise, neither surprised nor angry, neither sad nor happy.

It turned out that the exercises he practiced were based on the inner demons.

Just now all kinds of fear and anxiety breed inner demons, which just give him space to display the Spirit Turtle Art.It's just that this Spirit Turtle Art can subdue the inner demon, but it also makes him lose the ability to fight against the inner demon by himself. The deeper the practice, the Spirit Turtle Art becomes Gui Chenzi's biggest inner demon.

He used the Spirit Turtle Tactic to suppress the inner demons. Every time he practiced the Spirit Turtle Tactic, the power of the Spirit Turtle Jue would be enhanced. In this way, the inner demons derived from the Spirit Turtle Jue would be stronger, and he would be restrained one more time, and he would feel more and more delicious. Kind of floating like a fairy, as if you are in the clouds.

Gui Chenzi is a demon absorbed by knowing the Spirit Turtle Art, and sooner or later there will be a day of backlash, and he still can't stop.

He took off the wine gourd on his body and took a sip of the wine.

"There is wine today and I am drunk today."

The poems written by that person are really excellent, but it is a pity that they are not from Longhushan, and then their contempt for the Shangqing Palace on Laoshan deepened-"short-sighted".

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In the next few days, as the Luo Tian Dajiao approached, more and more capable people and strangers entered Longhu Mountain. Longhu Mountain was originally loose on the outside and tight on the inside, but martial law was imposed on the inside and outside.

Qingchenzi was in seclusion, and was pulled out by force to become a strong man.

He simply applied to take care of Shen Mo's guest house.

During this period, Zhang Zhimiao, the old celestial master of Longhu Mountain, also quietly left the customs.Xinchen, the original janitor disciple, was summoned to work in Zhang Zhimiao's cottage.

As a closed disciple, what he has been doing recently is chopping firewood.

The night has not receded, the morning light has not been born, but the stars are fading away.Xinchen got up, put on his clothes, started the day's work, and went to chop firewood first.

In the dim environment, he no longer needs to look at it, the grain structure of the firewood is naturally formed in his heart, and he splits the firewood with the bamboo knife in his hand without any effort. .

After chopping all the firewood, he let out a long breath.

The reason why he uses a bamboo knife is firstly that he has a preference for bamboo and subconsciously believes that a bamboo knife can also split firewood, and secondly that he has a natural fear of hatchets.

When he was a child, he saw a hatchet once, and after that, he had nightmares for several nights in a row.

After finishing the work, the area around the cottage was quiet.

This is the place where the old celestial master practiced, and it is naturally quiet.

Even if there are ghosts and monsters coming to invade Longhu Mountain, they will avoid it. If they are confused, it will be really bad luck.

After Xinchen came to the cottage, he saw a dharma altar with clear water and talismans on it, but nothing else, which can be described as very simple.

An old Taoist priest with white hair and a childlike face, with a kind face, is closing his eyes. The faint moonlight in the sky and the stars that are about to fade seem to be attracted by him and wrap around him like water waves.

"Either don't watch it, or watch it openly, or watch it secretly, it's very obscene!" the old Taoist said.

Xinchen walked out of the shadow of the cottage, and smiled: "I greet the old master."

Old Heavenly Master: "Since you're here, just watch from the side. I'm a martial artist, you can remember as much as you can, and it will come in handy when you go to participate in the Luo Tian Dajiao competition. "

Xin Chen smiled wryly: "You really want me to participate in the Luo Tian Dajiao competition? What if I get beaten to death?"

He is still very self-aware.

The old celestial master blew his beard and stared: "If you die, you will die, and no one will die."

Xinchen muttered: "You said it lightly."

The old celestial master pretended not to hear, "It's okay if you don't go, then you will be responsible for delivering food to those one hundred and eight demons and ghosts in the future."

Xin Chen trembled all over, and smiled coyly: "I'm still going to participate in the Luo Tian Dajiao."

The old master stroked his beard: "You chose this yourself. Don't blame me for forcing you or something. I didn't force you."

Xinchen slandered: "You're almost putting a knife on my neck, and you're still not being forced."

But he didn't dare to tell the truth, and said, "You're right."

The old heavenly master smiled and got up suddenly.

He clearly has white beard and white hair, but with a body, he is far more vigorous than a young man, and his body is really in the shape of a turtle-backed crane, and his eyes are shining brightly, as if to replace the waning moon in the sky.

"Look well."

While speaking, the old Tianshi exuded extremely intense heat, which was caused by the activity of Qi and blood, but seeing him take mysterious steps, an invisible wind formed around him naturally.

Xinchen involuntarily followed the pace of the old master.

I don't know how long it took before it was over.

His whole body was sore, and he twitched involuntarily, and it took him a while to recover.

"Remember?"

He just wanted to say no, but his body involuntarily stood up again, and he took the same mysterious steps as before. There was a faint sound of thunder, and at some point around his body, there was a layer of faint golden light.

He noticed it, and was overjoyed in his heart. He broke the power immediately and stopped.

Looking at the sun again, it was already mid-morning, and the faint golden light was clearly the sun shining on his shoulders.

The birds in the forest next to him were flying around, it was really indescribable freedom, a bird flew over his head, and dropped fresh bird droppings on his head.

He had just broken his power, his breath was not even, and he didn't even dodge.

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The door of Shen Mo's room was slowly pushed open, and he blew a breath of turbid air, which went very far, hit the lake in the distance, turned into a whirlpool, disturbed a pair of white cranes in the lake, and flew around the whirlpool.

The dancing is beautiful.

"Practice to look like a crane!"

Qingchenzi watched the dancing posture of the white crane in the lake, and sang.

"Master Su, good morning."

(End of this chapter)